Novel & Cerita Is Kay Flock In Jail

“You can come in now.” “Who is coming?” Kayden asked but I didn’t have to answer him. Three police officers walked up to him and flanked him on all sides while he tried but failed to get away from them. “Mr Kayden, you’re under arrest for illegal distribution and ownership of hard drugs, sexual violence, murder of your workers and attempted murder. Anything you…” “What is going on?” He asked me as he was being handcuffed. “But you…you too…” he stammered.

Owen planned to compete for the position as president, so he kept all his acts of bribing other political figures under the rug. Mr. Ralf acted like he was at odds with Owen on the surface, yet Faye managed to find out that he worked for the Anderson family. Official Hart studied the frail-looking girl before him intently. Chuckling, he said, "May I know why you are asking?" Faye didn't beat around the bushes. "My mother has been locked into the suspension center for being a suspect in a case. What a coincidence it is that Mr. Ralf happens to be there as well."

When I answer, he greets me, and he sounds optimistic. “Kaia, I have news. Your father has been arrested for conspiracy to commit murder. He is currently being held in jail. The man who attempted to kill you confessed and implicated your father.” I know it should make me feel better that he will be brought to justice, but it doesn’t. If it were someone else who attempted this, like my ex-husband, I would be thrilled. “Thank you, Mr. Fellman,” I said, “Will I need to come back?”

Kaya was standing in the living room, pale and confused, surrounded by uniformed officers. “What the hell is going on?” I demanded. “Miss Kaya Macherson, you are under arrest for attempted murder and poisoning your sister,” one officer announced. “What?” Kaya’s voice broke. “That’s not—” I stepped forward. “You’re making a mistake. I’ll call your superior—” But they didn’t listen. They grabbed her roughly, ignoring every word I said. My men tried to intervene, but the officers had official badges, real warrants, real uniforms. It looked legitimate.

Ethan walked up to me and pulled me loser while Joel walked to Funke to make sure she was okay. I smiled as my best friend pouted and snuggled into his arms. I was relieved she had someone to take care of her but it also made my heart pinch. I didn’t know what I’d do if I had lost Funke. My gaze snapped back at Brooklyn who was staring at me with a livid expression. The wind had ruffled her newly washed hair. “Jordan Davis, you’re under arrest for blackmail, assault and attempted murder. You have the right to remain silent as whatever you say may be used against you in the court of law,” Detective Wallice said and cuffed her.

But its only five years in Jail and he is here! "What the hell are you doing here?" Phil asked in amazement "I'm outta jail, Dude. I'm out!"Kay said happily. The Young man was truely happy to be out of jail "I can see that. How come?" Phil asked as they both sat on the sofa "Come on tell us" Chuks said. Kay had promised to tell him everything when Phil arrives. "Guys, its Jesus." Phil and Chuks looked at themselves, perplexed. Since, when did Kay start thanking God.

She had been awake since five. "He's in custody," Floyd said. "Charged with attempted murder, distribution of illegal footage, and fraud. His father posted bail within the hour." "How much?" "Ten million." Grace was quiet for a moment. "Of course he did." "He'll have an ankle monitor. Movement restricted to the city. He cannot contact you, Aiden, Lily, Emma, Rachel, or Floyd directly." A pause. "That's the restraining order. It's active as of this morning."

I rolled my eyes and said that I would cry a river if they would not choose me, as lame as it sounds, I’m excited for them. Paul is sitting on a chair with a phone pressed against his ear, mumbling something I can’t quite hear. Meg follows, taking a seat beside Auntie. I sit in my red lounge chair with a knot on my stomach. “You heard the news, sweetheart?” Paul starts. I nod slowly. “Yes, I’m glad someone has put him behind bars.” “I’m glad, too, Cam. At least Pyke can finally breathe, he’s been working hard, helping the detective finding loopholes on Gray. There is enough evidence for him to spend a lifetime in jail. What’s shown on TV is only what the viewers can stomach.” he explains.

A quiet knock came at the Alpha’s office door. “Enter,” Ryker said, not looking up from the folder in his hands. Michael stepped inside, the morning light catching the faint scar on his jaw. “I’ve got a message from Cline.” Ryker’s head snapped up. “Cline?” Michael nodded. “He’s got intel on Jake. Says it’s important. I had him transported from the federal block. Jake still thinks he’s just being moved for his trial, and that he's being held at the local jail for now. Cline’s on his way here, now.”

She gave us a warm, maternal smile before excusing herself to give us some privacy. In the corner, the television was on, the volume turned low. A news ticker caught my eye. "Breaking News: Jake Floyd officially detained on charges of massive tax manipulation and money laundering. Floyd Corp declared bankrupt..." Claire stopped chewing. She stared at the screen, watching the footage of a pale, disheveled Jake being led away in handcuffs. She turned her head slowly, her gaze locking onto mine. I was busy cutting into a piece of steak, my expression a masterpiece of innocence.